Blog Hop & #Giveaway: ✩Always✩ by @ShylaColt

BOOK TITLE:  ALWAYS
SERIES:  Wesson Rebel M.C., Book One
BOOK GENRE:  Motorcycle Club  Romance 
AUTHOR NAME:  Shyla Colt
PUBLISHER:  Hot Ink Press
PUBLICATION DATE: August 29th, 2014

I never understood the phrase there’s a thin line between love and hate, until Dallas Wesson and I, became us.

The beautiful green-eyed biker with the broken soul tantalizes me with glimpses of the man behind the vest. He‘s gravity. I have no choice but to return to him, regardless of what it costs me. Our story is messy, unconventional, uninhibited, and insane. Still, it’s real, and until now it’s always been more than enough. I’m broken, bleeding out, and completely wrecked. I walk away. Yet, he refuses to let me go. Because no matter how much I resist him we both know what lies between us is for always.


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Float On
Dallas
My eyes are burning, and my body is aching. Good it matches the organ inside of my chest. I do a slow blink, and the grittiness in my eyes make my retinas beg for mercy. I scan the road and see green metal squares with stick people and cutlery. Food and sleep. The thought of eating turns my stomach, but I know I need the fuel and the reprieve from the road. My body is sticky from the heat, but my mind has been gloriously blank. I turn off the deserted highway. The back of my bike feels empty without Cora on the back, and I long for the baby fresh scent of R.  Maybe I shouldn’t have left. I push the doubts away. I know all too well what life is like with a man who’s been broken. I wouldn’t put Cora or R. through that. My father rode my ass from the minute I hit five.
I became a soldier.  A small adult to mold, shape, and push to the limits of breaking. Every time he knocked me down I was forced to get back up. It made me stronger, but it came at a high cost. When my mom died, it broke something inside him, and it never healed quite right. He became cold and distant. I lost my mom and in so many ways my Dad too, which was far worse. Seeing him day in and day out, but never being able to connect was a slow torture I learned to live with. I decided I’d be the best biker badass I could be, but even that was never truly enough.  The thought of R. wilting under my guidance, makes me sick. I pull into the parking lot of the first motel I see with an attached restaurant and park. They’re better without me right now. Cora and I are no strangers to turbulence, once I get my shit together I’ll go back, and we’ll mend the cracks running through our family.  I get off my bike, and my mind is flooded with images of Cora. Wherever I go, I carry her with me. She’s the rhythm of my heart. The very reason, my blood, continues to flow through my veins, keeping me upright and breathing, despite the beatings I’ve received from life.

Shyla Colt is a quirky genre hopping rule breaker looking to diversify romance and take readers on countless adventures. You never know where you’ll end up or who you’ll meet in one her books If you’d like to learn more or just drop a line, please check her out at www.shylacolt.com.

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